Chapter 53: Amitabha
When she was in the palace, those concubines were dressed up one by one, and those incense incense couldn't smoke her out.
Now that I have left the hall and walked for a while, I feel that I am barely better.
Zhao Huangge walked very quickly at first, and when the road became more and more deviated, and he saw that there were gradually fewer people here, he slowed down his pace and sighed silently.
After the death of Zhao Xianyuan in the previous life, those concubines who had given birth to children stayed in the palace, and those who had not given birth were sent to Huangzhong Temple to pray for the first emperor.
There are fewer men in charge of the palace, and the rest of the people have no idea of competing for beauty.
The Queen Mother finally became the Queen Mother, but she lingered on the sick bed for more than a year and went, as for the new Queen Mother who became the Queen Mother, she became a new character to compete with herself.
Thinking of those bad things, Zhao Huangge felt a little more headache.
She had always hated this life.
But in the first life, not only did he not change anything, but he had to struggle day after day.
Although this is her fate, sometimes, Zhao Huangge will be a little unwilling.
If these shackles can be shaken off, who will be rare with these splashes of wealth?
But as a member of the royal family, a surname Zhao is destined for her to never get rid of.
Zhao Huangge felt a little sad in his heart, but he could hear the Buddha horn singing behind him: "Amitabha." ”
She subconsciously turned around and saw an uninvited guest.
I really don't want to see anyone, who will appear.
"National teacher."
Xiao Jingchen nodded in response, looked at her and said, "What is the matter with the princess here?" ”
Hearing this, Zhao Huangge raised his eyebrows: "What is the matter with the national teacher coming here?" ”
How did this man learn to beat a rake?
It's a pity that she just said this, but her eyes were fixed on the plaque behind him.
The three big characters of the East Imperial Palace sparkle in the daylight.
The red walls and black tiles, dignified and solemn, are the unique scenery in this harem.
She......
How did you get here?
Zhao Huangge subconsciously looked back at Jinxin, but saw that the other party's expression was also a little embarrassed.
The princess walked fast all the way, and she chased desperately, but she couldn't catch up with the princess.
Originally, I thought she wanted to come here to do something, but now that I look at it, it seems that the princess has gone the wrong way?
But Jinxin didn't dare to say this, and his first reaction was to ask for sin: "The princess forgives her sins, it was the slave who led the wrong way!" ”
She reacted quickly, but she couldn't stand Xiao Jingchen's gentle expression: "It's okay, even if you make a mistake, you can turn back." ”
It is clear that this is ordinary, but Zhao Huangge just heard the sarcasm from it.
She smiled and said softly: "There is no mistake. Qiwu Palace is soft and red, no better than the national teacher here away from the red dust, specially to copy the scriptures. If you don't let people pass in advance, the national teacher won't blame, right? ”
She was smiling, but Xiao Jingchen only thought of four words: ill-intentioned.
It's just that the national teacher couldn't say anything, so he only folded his hands and said, "Princess, please." ”
This person was so easy to talk about, which made Zhao Huangge a little surprised.
But I don't know if it's because she has a headache from those incense today, so now that she smells the Buddha incense in the air, she feels that the headache has been relieved a little.
"The national teacher is merciful."
When she said this, she walked up the stairs and into the Eastern Palace.
It was her first time here.
Even when she was still in harmony with Xiao Jingchen in her previous life, she had never been to the East Palace.
When she was not in time, she was her daughter's family; became the eldest princess of the prison country, and she had to avoid suspicion; Later, the two of them were on the same page, and she only thought about how to deal with him, and even avoided his residence.
I don't want to, but under such an opportunity today, I came to the other party.
The East Imperial Palace is planted with pines and cypresses, which are still green and tall in this autumn weather.
Xiao Jingchen walked beside her, half a body wrong with her, she could not only see this person's eyebrows clearly, but also see his posture.
Dressed in gray-white Buddha robes, it is clearly wide, but it makes him more and more upright and pine, and his body is long.
Such a look can confuse sentient beings if you take it out casually, and it is no wonder that the world thinks that he was born a Buddha.
It's a pity that the Buddha is not compassionate, and under a Buddha picture, he has already given birth to demons.
Zhao Huangge's sarcasm was that Xiao Jingchen didn't turn his head to look at her, and he could also feel that the gaze that fell on him was not very friendly.
He was actually a little puzzled, and he didn't know where Zhao Huangge had such a big malice towards him.
Xiao Jingchen doesn't have many things to worry about, this is really a big deal.
He sighed silently, pinching the Buddha beads a little heavier, and his voice was as calm as ever: "Princess, please." ”
Zhao Huangge thanked him and walked in.
He brought her to the Buddha Hall.
In the huge Buddha hall, the Buddha statue is enshrined in the center, and the two sides are placed to meditate on the futon, and the table is placed in front, except for the four treasures of the study, there are no other sundries.
There is a vase in the corner, and a few pines and cypresses are obliquely inserted in it, and the dry woody fragrance is faintly wafting, smelling lighter than the smell of Buddha incense, but more elegant.
At least Zhao Huangge smelled this smell and felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.
She didn't say anything on her face, but the satisfaction on her face couldn't be hidden.
After Xiao Jingchen brought her in, he showed Zhao Huangge the position, and said softly: "The princess can copy the scriptures here, and the poor monk will not bother." ”
Seeing that Xiao Jingchen was leaving, Zhao Huangge was a little surprised for a while: "What, doesn't the national teacher copy it?" ”
Hearing this, Xiao Jingchen looked at her and asked, "The princess really hopes that the poor monk will stay?" ”
There is some ambiguity in this question, but unfortunately neither of the two parties wants to be crooked.
The next moment, I saw Zhao Huangge's face smile a little warmer: "The national teacher walks slowly." ”
She smiled so brightly, and she couldn't hide the disgust in her heart.
Probably disliked a lot, Xiao Jingchen's heart was like water, and after performing the Buddha ceremony again, he turned around and went out.
There was only one master and one servant left in the temple.
Jinxin didn't know about her grievances and entanglements with Xiao Jingchen, and when she saw this, she was a little speechless, and asked softly: "Princess, do we really want to copy the scriptures here?" ”
Hearing this, Zhao Huangge looked back at her and said with a smile: "Why not?" ”
It's also wonderful, she came here unintentionally, but now, somehow, seeing that there is nothing else to trouble in this large Buddhist hall except for them, she doesn't want to leave for a while.
Perhaps it was the pine and cypress wood fragrance in the corner that made her very comfortable, Zhao Huangge leaned the futon over there and sat down directly.
Seeing that Jinxin was still standing, he could still ask with a smile: "Do you accompany the palace to copy the scriptures, or go outside to guard?" ”
Where did Jinxin dare to sit with her, and when she heard the words, she hurriedly said: "The slave maid goes outside to guard the door, and you can call me if you have something." ”
Zhao Huangge nodded in response, seeing that Jinxin went out, he studied the ink, lowered his head and copied the scriptures seriously.
……
Even she couldn't have imagined that she would really stay here all morning.
It wasn't until she had finished copying all the scriptures that needed to be worshipped that she realized that it was already noon.
The morning was nothing more than nothing, and it was clear and quiet, which made her feel like she had stolen half a day's leisure.
"Jinxin."
She didn't speak, Jinxin didn't dare to come over to disturb her, and now she heard her call herself, and smiled and entered the door to say goodbye: "The slave is here, but the princess is going back?" ”
Zhao Huangge copied the scriptures all morning, and his heart was a lot clearer, and even the headache disappeared.
Now she was in a good mood, and nodded with a smile when she heard this: "Well, let's go back." ”
Saying that, Zhao Huangge stood up, looked at the scriptures he had copied again, thought about it, and said, "Wait a while, wait for the palace to enshrine the scriptures." ”
It's just that she has never been to the East Palace, and if she wants to worship the scriptures, she has to find Xiao Jingchen.
As soon as he thought of this person, Zhao Huangge felt that he was not in such a good mood.
But even if she was not willing to let the scriptures she had copied be defiled by Xiao Jingchen, she could only take the scriptures to find Xiao Jingchen at this time.
"National teacher, dare to ask where the ancestors are enshrined in the Eastern Imperial Palace?"
Xiao Jingchen was surprised that she was still there, and when he heard this, he glanced at the thick stack in her hand, and his expression was gentle: "The princess can be handed over to the poor monk." ”
Zhao Huangge pursed his lips, but his expression was still smiling: "This palace wants to worship in person to prove filial piety." ”
When she said this, Xiao Jingchen didn't say much, but said, "Come with the poor monk." ”
Zhao Huangge nodded, and glanced at the room before going out.